17th December 02:52am

This morning brought an end to 48 hours of mischief making, of which this is the only photographic evidence I managed to capture. It shows streetlights and the Moon reflected in the Bristol Cut.

Items of note:

1. Everyone should dance, a lot, even if you think you look rubbish, it doesn’t matter, it’s food.

2. That certain magic that hangs in the air like a spectre when you spend time with certain people.

3. A lovely singer who made me want to weep and swing at the same time.

4. No, no, no, you cannot control how you feel.

5. “Wit of the Staircase” is named so for a reason.

6. I needed help and the Hive Mind stepped up. Thanks Hive Mind!

7. I’m not sure where I am going.

8. I’m ready to sleep.

9. I test drove a basement.

10. Persistence is worthwhile.

Showing, Telling, Watching

“The concept of social identity seems to address the fascination of Tumblr that’s not happening with the other social networks. People are sharing these extensions through a different prism. Instead of creating multiple-identities, it appears as if Tumblr fosters both our voyeuristic tendencies (looking in on someone’s Tumble posts) and our expressionist ones (exhibiting your personality via what you decide to share, be it video, audio, text, links, thoughts, or whatever), allowing users to represent themselves in a more complete and dynamic way. Tumblr is positioned to be the antithesis of Twitter and Facebook because it’s a platform for the cross-section of the open digital generation, one that believes in watching and exhibiting. And cats.”

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How we made the sound for “Toad”

I haven’t been well the last few days, mostly sleeping and dreaming.

One day I was remembering an old friend of ours, who still is very dear to us, but to whom we haven’t spoken for a long time.

Around the time we hung out, I was trying to make a film about a Toad that sat underneath a giant tap to keep itself alive.  I needed a soundtrack, so I stealthily rigged up the old Juno and programmed it up with a crazy organ noise. S’ was out at the previously mentioned friends house and came back in a rather chilled mood. Unprompted, she sat at the keyboard and straight out played this, I had the 4-track ready to go and caught it.

Many years later I finished the film, and here it is.

I watched it a few days ago and realised that behind the toad thing it’s a concealed love letter from us, to our dear friend.

This post is for her.

1000 followers

…on tumblr.

Well that’s something.

I started this as a scrapbook, largely for myself, so never really set out to get lots of followers, and as I have said before, I post stuff largely on gut instinct rather than any thought through policy or pre conceived plan (apart from not going too NSFW). But then I suppose one plan is to find out where my head is at generally, in the way I used to with actual “scrapbooks”.

It does mean a lot to me that there are so many people that have found this particular internet snail trail worthy of following, and, most of all, that amongst those there are people who I am proud to say have become actual friends.

So a big love out to you guys.

Although I don’t follow everybody back, I do try to check everyone out from time to time, I have a lot on my plate in general, so the time I spend here is limited and if things go well for me, may be getting less (but that is a good thing, it’ll mean I’m making more stuff!).

Anyways, thank you tumblr, thank you tumblrs.

Always yours

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x

(cross posted on tumblr)